So here we are in Tokyo.

After arriving at Narita airport (which is an hour outside of the city), we took the train into town. The train station reminded me of Penn Station at rush hour, but once we took the escalator out of the station, I was expecting to be met with a crush of people. Instead, we came out on a quiet street of a business district with a few taxis and a handful of commuters. After a short taxi ride, and a difficult communication with a taxi driver, we arrived at the Hotel Monterrey Ginza where we freshened up from the flight and headed out in search of dinner.

Everything I read about Tokyo said that if New York is the city that never sleeps, Tokyo is ten times as energetic and awake. This may be true, but that doesn't mean its easy to find dinner past 9 PM. After walking around for no less than an hour, we came across a sushi bar with 4 open seats.

Luckily, the sushi chef spoke a little English, and the menu had some pictures, so we were in luck. We ordered three maki rolls (tuna, salmon, and salmon skin) and asked the chef for three of his choice (prawn, eel, and a special roll that the chef couldn't describe in English, but it had some sort of delicious fish and avocado). It was all very fresh and delicious and also a bargain--$30 for all six rolls.

From there we went straight back to the hotel and crashed for the night.